Tokyo Detective

Chapter 425 Cleaning in Progress

Shimizu Shin ultimately couldn't resist the temptation of money and chose to continue.

"Please let me continue. I've long disliked those American troops stationed here."

"Whatever, just take care of yourself."

The masked man opened the door and left, leaving Shimizu Shin somewhat uneasy.

"Are we really being watched?"

But the thick stack of cash made it impossible for him to give up the opportunity to pick up the money.

"No, fortune favors the bold, we can continue."

At that moment, a white figure outside was observing everything inside the house through the window using binoculars; this person was Adolf Andres.

He had just tried to follow the masked man who had left, but the man quickly disappeared into the night, so he had to turn back and deal with a small karami.

"What a pity. It would have been much easier if we had caught the person behind it all."

Adolf Andres found the door, opened it using a special method, and quietly went inside. At that moment, Shimizu Shin was unaware that someone had come into the house and was happily counting his money until he heard broken Japanese behind him.

"Can you tell me where the money came from?"

"Who?"

Before Shimizu Shin could react, his throat was already being held down, and a pistol was pressed against his head.

"Come with me to a place, I'll explain a few things, and then you can leave, understand?"

"I understand, I understand, don't shoot."

Shimizu Shin nodded with a look of fear on his face, then his eyes widened as if he saw something, which puzzled Adolf until the metallic touch pressed against his head.

"What an accident! I didn't expect a rat to sneak up here. Put down your gun, or I'll kill you."

"I'll kill him before you kill me."

Naoki Hanyu let out a laugh that sounded like he was making a fool of himself.

"Would I care about a lousy person?"

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Adolf Andres eventually lowered his gun under the threat of death, and he is still amazed that the other man had silently appeared behind him.

"Ding ding."

A dagger was thrown on the ground, and Naoki Hanyu's indifferent voice rang out.

"Shimizu Shin, pick up the dagger and stab this guy in the thigh."

"what?"

"Stop dawdling, or I'll kill you too."

Shimizu Shin trembled at the murderous voice and immediately grabbed a dagger, stabbing Adolf.

"Ah, he told you to poke my thigh, not my waist."

The excruciating pain caused Adolf to scream in agony. Damn it, he'd been stabbed by that yellow-skinned monkey from Japan! Damn it!

The next second, the senior agent was knocked unconscious, and Naoki Hanyu picked up his prey and left without looking back.

"I advise you to leave as soon as possible; this white man's identity is probably not simple."

"I know, I'll leave now."
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In the dimly lit room, Adolf Andres awoke from his coma.

"Where is this place?"

The agent tried to move but found himself bound and with an unknown device on his head.

"I remember being stabbed and losing consciousness."

Footsteps suddenly came from the darkness.

"You're awake. You've wasted so much of my time."

Then, the avatar of Naoki Hanyu emerged from the darkness, his face completely obscured.

Adolf shouted boldly.

"Do you know who I am? Catching me won't do you any good."

"Of course I know who you are. I even know your former teammates. Come and hear some good stuff."

Naoki Hanyu turned on his phone and played a recording. It was Rihanna's voice, Adolf's former partner, and her tone was full of panic and fear.

"Who are you and where is this place?"

"CIA agent, I have a question I'd like to ask you."

"I don't know what you said."

"Yeah."

"Don't come any closer, no, I'll tell you everything."

The humiliating voice was, of course, voiced by Naoki Hanyu. With so much practice, he can consistently deliver humiliating voiceovers, and he considers himself to have reached the top level of voice acting in the industry.

Whether you survive or not depends on whether you understand things or not.

Adolf's face turned deathly pale. The memory of his companion being captured sent chills down his spine. Was this what frontline agents did?
Perhaps he shouldn't have asked his father to let him come to Japan to make a name for himself. Wouldn't it have been better to stay in America? With his father's connections, he could have easily become a branch manager before retirement. Why is he so dissatisfied?
"I can cooperate, can you let me go?"

"Of course, but first tell me about the CIA."

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Half a day later, although the moon was still high in the sky, the edge of the night began to lighten. Adolf woke up in Shimizu Shin's room, his mind clearing as he looked around anxiously, afraid someone would come out again. "What did I do?"

The son of a high-ranking official clutched his head in anguish. He had said everything he should and shouldn't have said last night, and the other person had even recorded a video of him signing it, giving them leverage over him so the other party could control him at will.

"Damn it, damn it, I shouldn't have come to Japan."

Just then, Naoki Hanyu's voice came from outside the corridor.

"Stop blaming yourself here. It's already morning, so just have a good breakfast and get some sleep. Don't worry, tomorrow will be better. Isn't 1000 million US dollars a good deal?"

Adolf Andres' face paled upon hearing the voice, then he seemed to remember something and pressed for an answer.

"Sir, where is Shimizu Shin?"

“He left by car last night. If you have feelings for him, I will neither stop you nor help you.”

This indifferent tone infuriated Adolf. "That bastard!" he thought, but he couldn't care less about that now. He hurriedly left to search for Shimizu Shin's whereabouts.

He wanted to kill them to silence them, otherwise they might reveal that he had been kidnapped.

Naoki Hanyu simply watched. In truth, Adolf was more useful to him. Letting Shimizu Shin leave was already an act of kindness on his part. Yes, that's right.

It's impossible for me to say that I didn't pay attention and had no idea where Shimizu Shin went or went abroad.
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The following night, an Asian agent wandered around Kabukicho. Since they hadn't found a single clue yet, the CIA had to cast a wide net to see if there were any connections to the Yakuza or the YMCA.

As the Asian agent bid farewell to several sex workers and staggered away drunkenly, a pair of hands grabbed him and dragged him away in the dimly lit alley.

The same thing happened to a newly hired white hostess at a high-class club in Ginza; she too disappeared after get off work.

It's obvious that Naoki Hanyu arrested them all according to Adolf's list, but unfortunately, these people are all tough nuts to crack. Even if they were subjected to torture, they wouldn't get an answer anytime soon. I really hope the CIA has more spineless people.

Five days had passed since the Yokosuka Port attack. Adolf returned to the CIA's temporary base, looking exhausted. These new recruits had no idea where the Japanese branch was located; they only shared intelligence.

When Adolf saw Rihanna, who also looked exhausted, at the temporary base, his eyes widened instantly. He couldn't believe that the man had even let Rihanna go.

Rihanna also looked at her former partner with a strange expression, having heard that he had gone to hunt down one of the organizers of the protest.

"Hello Mr. Adolf, how is the mission going?"

"Not good, the target died accidentally during the resistance."

Rihanna looked regretful, but she had long doubted her former partner and boss's abilities. Wasn't it normal for him to mess things up?

However, she didn't dare offend the son of an official with powerful connections. In order to salvage the bad impression she had made a few days ago, she planned to share some information to improve her image.

"Mr. Adolf, you know?"

"What do I know?"

"Because there has been no progress these past few days, the higher-ups are planning to target Naoki Hanyu again, and have even mobilized one of their top agents, the femme fatale."

Adolf was immediately taken aback. The CIA had several top agents who were awarded the title of ace because of their high success rate in carrying out the most dangerous missions. Their salary and benefits were SIS-2, which was comparable to that of a station chief. They were subordinates directly under American CIA headquarters.

Among the nearly 2 CIA agents, there are only 5 elite agents. "Femme fatale" is exactly what the name means; she is the only female among the elite agents.

Adolf Andres assumed that Rihanna was telling him this news so that he could relay it to the person behind it, so he nodded.

"I've seen femme fatales before, but her mixed-race features, which lean more towards the East, are indeed more suitable."

"Yes, it's a pity that when we met last time, I found out that Naoki Hanyu doesn't like someone like me."

The two chatted for a few more minutes before parting ways. Adolf planned to tell Naoki Hanyu what he had just learned, after all, he was a top agent, and what if the other party found out and took his anger out on him?

As for methods of transmitting information, electronic devices such as mobile phones cannot be used because the American National Security Agency is monitoring communications across Japan from the Misawa base. Who knows if they might be unlucky enough to be monitored themselves?
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Meanwhile, at the Japanese CIA branch, Assistant Director Alex Moma, the branch's current highest-ranking officer, is experiencing anxiety.

"All five agents have gone missing?"

Smith nodded.

"They have indeed gone missing. Although their operations are secretive and they rarely contact each other, there was no response when headquarters tried to contact them via emergency communication. So, it's likely either they've gone missing or they've defected."

Alex looked at Leon Hank, the head of the neon branch, on the other side.

"Have any agents from the Japanese branch gone missing?"

"I need time, after all, the branch's agents have been hiding very well, unlike the special operations group's agents who are easily exposed."

"Okay, go and do your work."

Only after the "outsider" left did Alex begin his real conversation with his assistant.

"I really can't imagine how those YMCA terrorists could have been so perfectly hidden, except for the possibility that there are traitors who know us well."

As a professional, Smith cannot rely on subjective speculation; he can only offer an objective perspective.

"According to my investigation, I have not found any evidence of Leon Hank's betrayal. Of course, it is also possible that he is hiding something very well."

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and a staff member opened the door and came in after being given permission.

"Chief, Marika has arrived in Tokyo. Shall we bring her to the branch office?"

"No, take her to the temporary base."

"Yes."

Smith suddenly said.

"I remember that ever since the outbreak of the man-eating fungus in a village in Uruguay, Marika was transferred to investigate the Immortal Society's research on the man-eating fungus. Who has taken over now?"

"Who knows? Perhaps the immortality research will be temporarily abandoned."

The Immortal Society is so powerful that even the CIA doesn't know how many members it has. They know there are four members, including the Morgans family. Even the Japanese Longgao Group isn't considered a member, which shows how deep the water runs.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the man-eating fungus in Japan seems to have been dealt with. The original man-eating fungus had already leaked out through the channels of the Immortal Society. The fact that a village of hundreds of people turned into fungal corpses a few months ago was the result of research by a certain councilor's faction.

(End of this chapter)